Butch

uf i have been thinking about this a lot lately there is a last time and sometimes it’s marked we all get up and scream THIS IS IT WE’RE NEVER GOING TO BE HERE AGAIN but most of the time it slips away from us this person and that feeling hug us tightly and whisper in our ears we will see you again but what they have left unsaid is ‘probably’ it’s: if one of us doesn’t die first before we get the chance to affect eaxh other again some of the most important things go that way quietly

this is you.

oof

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